That’s what sends me over the edge.
I cry out as I come, shuddering and shaking. Marco brings his mouth back to my nub, licking it as I ride out my orgasm. It takes a long time for my body to calm down. He kisses up my body until he reaches my breasts. His lips claim one of my nipples, running his tongue over the bud. I moan once more. I never knew I was so sensitive here but feeling Marco’s touch on my breast makes it hard to even breathe.
He lets go of my nipple and kisses up my neck until his lips reach mine. “I could fuck you right now. If you wanted it.”
Do I want it? Right in this moment, I know I do. I’d let Marco do whatever dirty thing he wanted to do to me if it meant more pleasure.
“I could truly claim you as mine,” he says darkly.
I lean into his lips and give him a sloppy kiss. My body is tired and spent. My mind is confused all over again. I want to be with Marco while I also hate him. He killed a man for flirting with me. That’s insane and yet… I also love how possessive he is. It means he cares for me. He doesn’t just see this marriage as a political alliance. It means he sees it as more.
“I…” I start to say when the sound of a phone buzzing startles me. My phone is on the couch beside me. Cormac’s name is on the front.
“Don’t answer it,” Marco warns.
“It could be an emergency.”
Marco sighs and pulls away from me. The dark look he gives my entire body makes me want to tell him to claim me right here and now. But my family is still my family and if Cormac is calling me, there could be a problem.
I fix my dress and pull my panties back up. Marco turns away from me as I answer my brother’s call. “Cormac? What’s going on?”
“What do you mean? I just wanted to call my sister and see how she’s doing.”
“I’m on my honeymoon.”
“Exactly. That bastard is probably torturing you. I’m coming to take you home.”
I sit up straight in my seat. “What do you mean? You’re coming… here?”
“Yes. I’ve already arrived in Rome. Dad told me the address of the place you’re staying at.”
“Dad told you? Really? After you tried to kill Marco?”
Cormac hesitates. “Fine. He didn’t tell me. But I found the address. I’m on my way. I’ll be there in an hour.”
“You can’t come here, Cormac. It’s my honeymoon. I’m not going back to New York today.”
“Yes, you are. I will not stand back and let that filthy Italian put his hands all over you. I’m coming to save you. Isn’t that what you want? You never wanted this marriage.”
Not at first but now… If Marco would just open up to me, I wouldn’t be upset about being married to him. Not if we continued the way we did today.
“Don’t come here, Cormac.”
“Too late. I will not let you be defiled by that man.” He hangs up before I can say another word.
“What’s going on?” Marco asks, keeping his back to me.
I sigh, setting my phone down. “Cormac is here. In Rome.”
That gets Marco to face me again. “What?”
“He’s on his way here. He wants to take me back home.”
“He’s not going to stop, is he?”
“You don’t think he’s going to try and kill you again?” I ask, biting my lip.
“Did you ask him too?”
